“I’m going to keep going next time.” I gave his nipples tiny pecks and giggled as he shivered. “I got distracted playing binkie this time.”
Daddy groaned but it was a silly sound. “Playing binkie.”
He liked that game.
He liked the innocent boy game too.
“You’re a good binkie, Daddy.” I gave him cheek kisses and wide eyes and wiggled again. “The binkie game makes you moan just like that, Daddy.”
I was so cute.
“I think it’s time for my little tease to moan.” Daddy’s arms pinned me in place and he grinned when I pouted. “Were you having fun driving me crazy.”
“Yes.” Kiss. Kiss. “And good boys who tell the truth can’t be punished.”
He barked out a laugh and kissed my nose. “Who made that rule?”
“You?” I shrugged. “Someone.”
“I’ll consider that rule, but for the time being I think you need a reward for being so good to your Daddy.” Reaching down, Daddy gave my bottom a pat. “I think I know what would be a fun way to reward you.”
I couldn’t help squeaking and hiding against him, but he didn’t worry. He just snuggled me tight and squeezed one cheek. “I’m going to drape you over my lap, Chipmunk, and you’ll be able to wiggle and hump as I show you how much you’re going to love your spanking.”
Daddy was very sure about that.
The internet was sure too.
My imagination was sure.
My penis thought it was a good idea too, but he wasn’t always very smart.
“What if I don’t like it?” I asked my question since I knew Daddy would like that, but I whispered it since that was easier.
“Then we don’t do it again.” Daddy whispered back like it was a secret. “But I think you’re going to like it.”
I nodded but I squirmed too. “You…you’re going to like it too.”
“That’s right.” Daddy gave me another pat and chuckled when I sucked in a breath like we were in a scary movie. “Silly Chipmunk. That was just a tap.”
“I know.” I shrugged. “My head knew. My air didn’t know.”
“Your penis knew because it jumped and tried to attack me.” Daddy kissed my shoulder as he snickered. He thought he was funny. “It’s vicious. It’ll probably bite me.”
He was silly…not funny.
“They don’t do that, Daddy.” No one would want to play with them if they could bite people “They’re nice.”
Daddy made a thinking sound. “I don’t know. What if it bites me when I put you over my lap? Maybe that’s not a good idea. I like my penis and I don’t want it to get eaten.”
“Ugh.” He was so silly. “They don’t do that.”
I sat up to give him a Daddy frown but he shrugged. “What if it does? It might. I want my penis in one piece.”
“It doesn’t.” Orgasms made Daddy silly…I was going to have to remember that. “I’ll show you.”
Ugh.
Having a Daddy was hard work.
